Treading on thin Ice Posted on October 26, 2011 at 06:30:22 PM by Snowshoe
Where one might turn the other cheek; Snowshoe isn't like that. The pale doberman pinscher is a true sweetheart. Caring about others; concerned for their well being. This little male did not hold the body mass to conrol with this weather and was prone to getting colder easily. Snowshoe didn't like that one little bit; she could not have left him to the elements like that. It would have been wrong. It too disgusted her that others would have; left him settled there in the frigid temperatures. No, Snowshoe wasn't that kind of creature at all.
Shifting her weight; the pale girl watches him. He seems mesmerized and in awe of her. Ears twitching and swiveling to catch the brief thanks; she grins. No problem. I am Snowshoe. Her murmur is rich; sweet from her lips. Got a name friend? Of course he did but she had yet to hear it; wanting to know it though. Meanwhile; she's leading them away from the open and further into the forest.
Eventually; they come up to a cave. The abandoned one she had mentioned. Come. She murmurs softly. It is not demanding; merely noting the weather outside and wanting them to get out of this horrible chilled air. Eventually; they are within the confinements of the cave. It takes a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dimmer light but they do so. Turning those blues on him again; they are soft and kind. You're new here right? She was too but saw nothing wrong with speaking up first about it. There wasn't much else to do really.
You are one of the few I've met actually. There was another but he kind of wandered off on me. Pity really; she'd found that fellow quite interesting. A Pitbull and a rather gentle one at that. She had been scared of his reaction to her at first but that had all changed with his response to her. It had been anything but menacing. Returning her attention to the little male then; she grins. What would his response to her be? Replies: There have been no replies.